Menses just commenced. It's 1:14 AM. I was asleep. That felt good. At 12:24, I popped up. I think I'm awake, maybe awakeish is more accurate. I'm always surprised when those handy-soapy-foamy-bottles run out of soap. For some lame ass reason, it never occurs to me that they ever will. They feel so lifetime supply , even though the bottles aren't more than 8 inches tall. Similarly, when I flip on a light switch and the light flickers to its death, I think "Now what?" Duh, schmuckette, you change the fucking light bulb . Intellectually, I know this, yet for some odd reason, it never comes to mind. In fact, a few years ago, my mother walked into my house and said, "Why aren't the lights working?" I said "I don't know, I flick the switch and they don't work." After a fit of uproarious laughter, she said, "Would it kill you to change the light bulb?” Hmmm. "No", I shamefully responded. I wonder why... it is that I hav...
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BUT It is a failure of that someone, not you. Just because you did not matter to that someone does not mean that you do not matter to someone else.
You matter big time to me girlfriend.
And don't fucking forget it!
JDC
She done boll weevil-ed into my heart right quick.
Jewgirl is a cunt!
That is the journey that is life. Personally, I embrace it. The connections and rejections are equal yet different, in how they form and make us who we are.
I admire the courage to take the chance, risk the hurt, especially when knowing it could be painful and "been there before".
If you hurt it is because you care and that is precious. That is golden. Offer yourself the admiration and complement of someone who genuinely cares. For those of us that do, we know that is a beautiful complement.
The New York Accent is so hot!